"I'm not agreeing until I know what I am getting myself into." He nuzzled into the shoulder of that soft jacket as they walked. To hell with the people looking.

Though he did wonder what it would be like to live this way for more than a night or a few hours. It was a dream for someone more or less on the streets like Jack was.

"Bad memories." He tells the man taking his company for the night. He doesn't have time to protest and squeals with laughter as he's hefted right off his feet. "I can walk myself, you know?"

He's not protesting though and wraps his arms around Hunter's neck while pressing kisses to the small sliver of his shoulder showing at the collar of the jacket.